Awake

in some realities
all the roses have thorns
some lives matter
others wish they had
not been born
clinging to life
I turn from the naysayers
fistfuls of candy
from wolves
and the players
I find it difficult
sleeping at night
so I stay awake wandering
avoiding the light

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